Written by Ethan Bundy at ~age 15, illustrated by the same at ~30

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In the beginning,
   the Heavens
and the
a god that looks like cyclops holding the earth
He made the earth,
and He made a sun for it to go around,
and then He kicked the earth and every time the spot He kicked faced the sun...
an animation of the earth spinning with a footprint the size of a continent ...He called it another day.
God made tiny little ribbons of energy,
and then He wove those together
into elementary particles.
He stacked up the particles into atoms,
and then stuck those atoms
into clumps until
they made everything
a god-like figure speaking DNA strands into existence
He decided what time was, what light was, what gravity was, what perception was, and He made humans a little bit lower than the angels, which were a lot lower than He was.
a size chart comparing how big humans are with angels and god himself
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god drinking a beer, sitting on a recyliner, watching the earth on a tv
a retro textbook illustration of what atoms are made of
Suddenly, everything began to
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God sat up straight
in His throne, His eyes wide,
and just as His mouth opened up a bit to speak, everything exploded.
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The earth and sun exploded, and the atoms exploded, and even the elementary particles exploded as all the ribbons of energy unwound and went sailing away in all directions at the speed of light. And God exploded.
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But God can’t explode.
And so, it turned out
that God wasn’t God
at all. He was just
a god.
god exploding, but very small god exploading, but inside of the stomach of a much larger figure god exploading inside the stomach of a pregnant goddess figure
The real God had just set off a big bang. S/He was about to create everything. It was the beginning again.
a pregnant goddess in the middle of a universe of their creation, glowing like neon lights
humans, angels, the first god, and the new goddess all compared side by side
How could the first god have not seen God,
or known that S/He existed?
Well, just as the first god made humans a little lower than the angels, and the angels a lot lower than himself, god was also a lot smaller than something…
God, when S/He exploded all the energy ribbons in the universe, did not really notice the first god, like a child building a sand castle on top of an anthill. An infinite sandcastle.
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So, this was the true beginning.
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.
S/He tore out an eyeball
and called it the sun.
S/He spat at the sun, and the spittle spun in circles around it, and every time it came back to Them, God called it a year. After seven years, God sat down on the throne to look at what S/He had made.
the goddess pulling one of her own eyeballs out
“It is good,” S/He said.
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"Not that good,”
Someone Else
a snowglobe the goddess, now very small, inside of the globe
God couldn’t hear the Someone Else, because s/he and all their new creation were inside a giant glass ball the size of a hundred thousand solar systems. Except that, of course, the glass ball wasn’t made of glass, and wasn’t in the shape of a ball. It was a far more complex shape that didn’t exist.
the goddess in the globe floating through space like a comet the stars in outer space
“It’s not bad,”
Someone Else concluded. “But I’ve
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In reality, "God" -who was actually just another, slightly bigger, but still pretty small, god- and everything s/he had ever made was inside of a big glass ball that wasn’t a glass ball. And that glass ball sat on the shelf of God.
many snow globes, now sitting on what appears to be a hand
God stood up, a little bored
with this, the newest of an
infinite number of creations.
God saw
everything. He
even saw the
creation and
destruction of the
first god,
though He didn’t pay
much attention since the
second god was covering it up,
being slightly
bigger than the first god.
a new, bigger god, sitting in a room full of furniture that looks like hands, in front of a mantel piece holding many globes
The second god was slightly bigger than the first god from the real God’s perspective.
But, of course, He was
infinitely bigger from His
own perspective, when
compared to the first
all of the gods so far compared, with the newest god being far larger, and humans barely visible in comparison
God yawned, and went out into the night to oversee His creation.
the newest god's hand as he picks his robe off of a hook by the door
The beginning had long since past. He had created everything many eons ago, and when it all turned out pretty well, He created other creators inside of snow globes and crystal balls. They didn’t know that He was watching, and He rarely interfered with them.
This recent reenactment had put Him in the mood to take another look at His own creations. He hadn’t inspected His original Earth in many years.
god with mysterious figures traveling through the universe in a cloud of light
For the sake of argument, we can say that God flew over the Earth, and walked on the ground, looking at all the things. Of course, in reality, God no more flew than a whisper leaps, or walked than an idea scurries, and it was all more of a mixture of ancient magic and vibrations. But, for the sake of argument, and imagery, God walked.
He landed in a meadow, near a grove of trees. It was dusk. There were no humans around, but if there had been, He would have been invisible, regardless. God, in His perfect wisdom, knew this before He landed…and He had known that He would come to be here, at such a time and in such a way, since the beginning. And before the beginning He had also known, because He, Himself, had never began in the first place.
a grove of trees
God knew
every atom in this
clearing like the back of His hand. Not only
did He remember making them, they were him, just as much
as His hand itself was. The bark of the trees, the clouds of the sky, the clover on the ground…all Him.
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With His mind on such things, God bent down and ran His hand through the clover …with the same sensation of running it through His hair.
a patch of clover plants
a different view of the clover
He ran it back and forth for a while, enjoying the feeling, and thinking.
Then His hand hit on something strange.
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God’s fingers

He plucked it
god's hand plucking a single sprig of clover
…it was a
four leaf clover.
god's hand holding the four leaf clover as he inspects it
It felt like His hand was asleep, holding this something else in between His thumb and index finger.
God knew everything He had done, would do, and was doing, and they were each the same thing.
a closer view of the clover in god's fingers
But He hadn’t done this.
the four leaf clover throbbing with color god's fingers in a very close view of the plant
He hadn’t put this here. Not only was there NOT meant to be a four leaf clover here, at this time, but there was not meant to be one with this makeup of DNA, anywhere, ever.
god appearing like a bearded man with a look of horror on his face
the entire patch of clover again the single four leaf clover still glowing on the ground
God cast the clover away, but even laying among its brethren it burned like a beacon in His mind, real in a different reality than anything else.
god threw his hood over his head, and fled, far away and into the darkest corners of space and time, forever looking over his shoulder for Whatever Else was out there.
god throwing his hood over his head as he runs away in terror from a ghostly image of the four leaf clover